The neatest of sex stories around

by Ivan E. Rection

Caution: This story contains strong Incest Elements of sex between cousins

David was bitchy as hell. He was playing some sort of videogame in the next room and I was trying to study. I told him to shut up like 17 times, and he would, but five minutes later, he was yelling again. Something about campers and newb-tubes or whatever. I wasn't even paying attention any more. I just knew I lost my concentration every time he screamed.

"Mom!" I yelled into the phone after dialing her number. "I'm trying to study! And Dave's in the next room screaming at some random idiots online! When are you guys gonna be back!?"

Mom and Aunt Clarissa were in Minneapolis, shopping. They'd left that morning, leaving Dave with me to play his games. They told us to fend for ourselves and drove off.

"We're gonna be back tomorrow. Probably in the afternoon. We told you that six times."

"But I have to study!"

"You're a big girl, Beth. You're sixteen. He's fifteen. You should both be mature enough to settle this. Handle it."

She said goodbye and hung up.

"Dammit!" I yelled, throwing the phone at my pillow.

I tried once more to ignore him, but it was useless. And I was getting desperate. I had an exam on Monday, and it was for 20% of my final mark!

I ran down the hall and tried pleading with him once more.

"Please shut up. Please, David! I have to study!"

"But these assholes ... my kill death ratio! It's ruined. FUCK!"

Useless. He calmed down for about four minutes, and then he was screaming again. This time he rumbled the whole house stomping on the floor too.

"That's it!" I muttered. It was time for drastic measures. "Handle it, she says. I'll fucking handle it alright!"

I went to my closet, pulled out my skimpiest outfit and put it on. I grabbed a short tartan micro-miniskirt and a low-cut top. I tied the little white blouse off above my tummy and unbuttoned a few buttons above my cleavage. And then I threw on some make-up and whipped my hair into two pony tails. Then, just to be cruel, I pulled on some thigh-high stockings and knee-high boots. I looked in the mirror. I looked devastating. And it only took five minutes.

Then I grabbed a lollipop from the candy dish in the living room and carried my homework into the den.

"God damn piece-of-shit camper! Son-of-a..."

He trailed off when he saw me standing there. I was leaning against the door frame with my back arched. My tits were thrust out. I had my textbook under one arm and I was slowly pumping the lollipop in and out of my mouth with the other. His eyes widened. His mouth dropped open.

"Beth?" he said, as though aliens had kidnaped me and replaced me with a sex drone.

"Mind if I study in here, Davey?" I said, demurely. "I really wanna get this done. It's so important to me."

"I ... uh ... um ... sure..." he said.

I walked in and flopped down onto the carpet in front of the TV. I lay with my legs slightly parted, my little round butt slowly waving back and forth in front of him. I opened my book and started reading.

He was quiet. He was so quiet it was almost beautiful. But the game was still kinda noisy.

I turned around, onto my side, stretched, lifting one leg straight into the air, and flashed my panties as I pretended to scratch an itch on the back of my thigh. He gawked. I heard him get shot on the TV behind me, but he barely even noticed. I pulled downward on my bottom lip, pouting cutely.

"Can you ... just ... turn it down an eentsy-weentsy bit? Pretty please, Davey?"

He obeyed. I turned back to my book, grinning.

I actually got some studying done for about fifteen minutes as he silently clicked and mashed away at his controller. But after a while he started getting madder and madder at his game again, and not even the gentle wiggling of my bum or even hiking up of my skirt could calm him.

"Why so grouchy, Gus?" I asked him sweetly.

"These damn idiots ... I ... never mind."

I was desperate to get my homework done and I knew I had to take some serious measures if I wanted to pass on Monday.

"I think I know something that might make you feel better?"

"Nothing will make me feel better. I'm getting creamed by these punks!"

"Oh I think I know something that will make you forget all about that silly little game."

"What?" he asked, grumpily.

I got up, sat on my heels, and began unbuttoning my top. His jaw dropped. He stared in shock as one, two, and three buttons popped open on my shirt.

"What're you... Beth?"

My top was completely unbuttoned now. My C-cup boobs were moments away from being exposed to his stunned gaze.

The look on his face was somewhere between sheer amazement and terror.

"Why are you showing me your boobs?" he said.

"I told you I had something that's more interesting than the game. Aren't they pretty?"

I played with my nipples, teasing them erect. I rubbed the lolly on them, making them wet and sticky. Then I bent down, lifted my breast up and licked the sticky sugar off again.

"They're very pretty," he answered, sounding a little drunk.

"Have you ever seen a girl's boobs before? No. Of course you haven't. You spend far too much time worrying about your silly little game."

"I uh ... I just never had a chance before..."

"Do you think they're nicer than a video game?"

He nodded. I beckoned him over with a wiggle of my finger. He put his controller down and came forward, kneeling on the floor in front of me.

I whispered, as though I had to tell him a very important secret.

"If I let you play with them, will you promise to let me study quietly for ten minutes?"

I slowly pumped the lolly in and out of my mouth, waiting for him to answer. He nodded with his mouth hanging open stupidly.

So I let him grab them. He leaned forward and took them in his hands. His hands were warm. He squeezed them. He tugged gently on the nipples. He stroked them with his fingertips. He made me shiver.

Then I pushed his hands away. I leaned in and whispered again.

"If I let you kiss them, would you promise to let me study quietly for twenty minutes?"

I slowly pumped the lolly in and out of my mouth, and this time I swirled my tongue around it, waiting for him to reply. He nodded. So I pulled my hands back to my sides again, and thrust my chest out. This time, he leaned forward all the way and took my right nipple into his mouth. He suckled on my fat round little boob, tonguing and kissing the nipple for a whole minute while massaging the other with his palm and fingers. Then he switched. I was starting to tingle now. My panties were getting wet. Damn. This was nicer than I'd wanted to feel.

Then I pushed him away again. I whispered to him, right into his ear this time.

"If I took my panties off and showed you my privates, would you let me study quietly for thirty minutes?"

He nodded.

I stood up, unlatched the clip that held my skirt on and let it fall away. Then I shrugged my shirt off my shoulders. I turned around slowly and seductively, in only my panties and stockings. My little pigtails bounced and tickled at my shoulders. I pumped the lolly in and out of my mouth a few times, watching him stare at my ass, my tits, my thighs, my tummy.

And then I very slowly slid my panties down. They dropped to the floor and rested on top of my little black boots. I had to pull each foot out one at a time and then kick them away. Now I was naked, except for my stockings and boots, and the little red elastics in my hair. He leaned in for a closer look. I could feel his breath on the skin of my pubic mound. It tickled. It made me shiver. He stared for a long time. I turned around and around for him, showing him my every curve and crevice.

I leaned down and whispered to him again, this time kissing his ear a little with my soft, pouting lips.

"If I let you touch me down there, will you let me study quietly for forty minutes?"

He was nodding before I even finished. But I made him wait a moment while I suckled on my lolly some more. Finally I lifted one leg onto the coffee table, exposing myself to his gaze and his touch.

He reached up and slid his hand up my thigh, slowly, hesitantly. But he didn't go straight for my privates. The first thing he did was reach around to grab my ass. He squeezed it and teased it with his fingertips for a bit. He lifted each cheek and let it drop again, making me jiggle. I giggled. He patted it, making me jiggle even more. Then he turned me around and gave me a playful little swat.

"Ooh!" I cried out, flinching and blushing. "Be a good boy, now. No hitting."

He just stared, his face a daze of lust. I began to worry I might be seriously messing with his mind.

Then his hands started wandering again. When he got to my privates, he brushed over them with his fingertips. I shivered again. And then he touched my clitty, so soft and gentle I nearly moaned. He rubbed at it for a few moments. I just let him, gasping out little whimpers and sighs.

And then he slid his fingers down my slippery pink slit and found my hole. Apparently he knew at least enough to know where all a girl's parts were, probably from porn. He slid a finger inside me and I tensed all over, squeezing on it, very tightly, shivering again. Fuck that felt nice. I was now pretty much soaking wet, and I had goose bumps all over me. His finger tickled inside me for a few minutes, probing and exploring, stroking and fucking in and out of my tight little girl-squeeze.

And then I pushed his hand away. I pulled him by his shirt toward me and kissed him. When I broke the kiss, I whispered into his ear again. I was trembling. So was he.

"If I let you kiss and lick me down there, would you promise to let me study quietly for fifty minutes?"

He nodded, and so I thrust my pussy forward, inviting him in. He brought his mouth to it and suddenly I felt his tongue whipping and slathering all around and over my clit. He missed the mark more than he hit it, but it felt gorgeous and ticklish and pretty nevertheless. My pelvis kept jerking and flinching when he hit the right place, and I kept gasping above him. I held his head, trying to guide him, but he was clumsy and random about it.

Then he started gently sucking on it, and that felt just amazing. Now he was sucking the little nub into his kiss and massaging it directly with his tongue. He never missed once like that, and soon I was moaning out loud, and non-stop too.

"Uh ... Oh, God ... Oh, fuck ... Yes, Davey ... Right there..."

And then he added his fingers to the mix as well, thrusting one back up inside me and probing around in my lady parts while he licked and sucked me. The combination of sensations was enough to make my knees nearly give out a few times. Finally I pushed him away, with the heel of my hand on his forehead. I shoved him off me. He let go of my clit with a slurp. A little string of saliva stretched between his lip and mine as he looked up at me.

"Yes?" he said, prompting me, eagerly excited now.

I whispered, pointing downward this time.

"If I let you take your privates out and I touched them, would you promise to let me study quietly for a whole hour?"

Without answering, he stood up and unbuttoned his pants. I sucked on my lolly while I waited, feeling pretty weak in the knees at this point, and more than a little fluttery in my tummy. My nipples were tingling too. He shoved his pants and shorts down together and a long thick rod of boy flesh came flipping out.

"Whoa," I said. "That's big."

Now, I wasn't a virgin at this point. I let my ex-boyfriend Jeff have his way with me one hot summer night, the night before he was to move away to a whole other city. After probably two or three hours of desperately making out and feeling each other up, I finally told him he could have the ultimate going away present. The poor boy lasted only four or five strokes in me, but he took my v-card anyway.

David's was only the second dick I'd ever seen. And David's was much longer and thicker, six and a half inches and nearly an entire handful around. Now it was my turn to stare in a daze. It was beautiful and strong-looking, smooth and sexy, and hard as a rock for me. And as soon as I saw it, I realized how much I'd missed fooling around with boys. I hadn't dated anybody since Jeff had left.

I reached out and wrapped a hand around it. I gave it a few tugs, the way my ex-boyfriend had liked it. It felt heavy. It felt thick. It was warm and pulsing. It was alive. I reached out with my other hand and wrapped that around him too. I stroked at him for a minute, breathing heavy, hypnotized by the motion and heat, and the look on his face.

We kissed for a moment, and then I dropped to my knees in front of him to work him over properly. I took him in both hands at the same time and jerked him up and down eager and excited. His moans made my head spin.

I reached down and played with his balls too. They were round and heavy, but the skin of his bag was soft and smooth. I tickled at them with my fingers, making him whimper and sigh above me. And then I went back to stroking and massaging his shaft, pulling the skin up over the head and back down again, over and over, jerking him off.

And then I stopped, suddenly and cruelly. I just let go of him and dropped my hands away.

"What the... ?" he stammered, snapping out of his daze.

"David," I whispered, this time from down on my knees.

"Yes?" he whispered back, looking down at me with a look of desperate desire.

"If I put it in my mouth and sucked on it, would you promise to let me study for seventy whole minutes?"

He nodded vigorously. I opened my mouth, inviting him in. He grabbed me by the hair and shoved his cock in, in one swift thrust. Suddenly my mouth was full of dick and all I could do was pull my teeth away and moan. I closed my mouth around it, the first cock I'd tasted in months since Jeff moved away. I used to give Jeff head all the time. I knew what I was doing, but David's sudden thrust surprised me. I pulled away at first, nearly gagging, but then I just closed my eyes and went for it.

I closed my mouth around him and felt him tense everywhere. Then he released a long, happy sigh as I pulled my head back, dragging that slippery sweet wetness right off of him in one slow, delirious stroke. It was only off for a moment before I was sucking him back in again. And when I got him in as far as I could go, I wiggled and flickered my tongue against him, exactly the way Jeff liked.

And for the next five minutes, I was giving head again, for the first time in way too many months. I'd forgotten how much I actually loved doing it. The feelings, the sounds, the motions. The thickness throbbing in my mouth. David closed his eyes, threw his head back and just let me suck on him. He thrust in and out of my mouth, gently, but firmly. Each time he'd pull out, I'd suck him back in. Each time he thrust forward, I'd pull the suction off of him, slurping my mouth along the length of him until only the tip was still inside.

I bent down and suckled his balls too, taking each one into my mouth and massaging them prettily while I stroked at his throbbing wet erection with my hands. He shuddered. He caressed my head, worshipfully as I tongued and suckled his balls.

"This is so ... I never felt ... oh my God..."

I loved the desperate, lost puppy quaver in his voice. I suckled on him even more eagerly.

And then he pulled my face upward again and shoved his dick back in my mouth with such strength and eagerness, it made my pussy tingle. I squealed a little, like a girl on a rollercoaster.

I pulled off of him, but kept stroking his dick with my hand. I was whispering and panting at the same time now.

"David, if I let you put it in me, do you promise to let me study quietly for eighty whole minutes?"

He agreed, and the next thing I knew, he was pushing me onto my back on the carpet and spreading my legs. I let him mount me. I let him take his dick in his hand and aim it. And when he found my pretty little hole with the tip of his cock, I spread wider and let him shove it in.

"Uh! Oh shit..." I stammered out, feeling him penetrate me. I tensed, nearly popping him right out again, but he held firm.

He had to stretch me wide to get it in, but I was so sopping wet, the head of him popped right in with barely a shove. I reached down and spread my lips, exposing more of my inner wetness to him, and when he shoved again, it went all the way in. I fucking screamed, and slammed my thighs shut as the entire length of him suddenly penetrated me all at once. His cock was long and thick. It nearly tore something as it went in, and it ached hard, but the gorgeous slippery wet tickles flooded all through me at the same time. He got it all the way in, all at once, but he stopped when he heard me scream.

"What's ... what's wrong?" he asked, panting above me. I held him by the waist, trembling, tensed all over, holding my thighs shut against him.

"Ow. Fuck," I said, pressing a hand against his stomach to block his advance a little. "Not so ... woo! Not so rough."

"I'm sorry. It hurts?"

"Only when you go in all hard like that. Don't go hard."

"Gentle? Like this?"

He went slow, sweet and gentle. I tingled all over.

"Yes. Oh my God. Fuck, yes."

I kissed him hard and pulled at his hip, drawing him inward. He pushed a little deeper, hitting the very bottom of me. I flinched against him again, but then relaxed. He got the hint and began giving me some very nice soft, pretty, gentle strokes, all the way in and all the way out, not slamming, not thrusting, just sliding sweetly in and out, making me tickle and tingle and shiver and moan.

I'm sorry, Jeff. You were nice and all, but this was fucking stunning.

"Ah fuck, Beth. Oh my God..."

I couldn't even answer. I just moaned and gasped and panted, getting fucked on the floor in front of the TV. He got excited and began thrusting even faster, still not slamming in to the very bottom of me, but pulling out and shoving himself back in again very quickly and carefully.

I could feel how tight I was. It was aching and slippery, squeezing his thickness harder with every stroke. It must have been heaven for him, sliding in and out of that slippery little crush of girl flesh like that. His stammering voice in my ear was driving me wild. My boots were digging into his back a little, so he sat up without pulling out, and yanked them off, tossing them aside with the rest of my clothes. Now it was only my stockings against his ass, and my wet, slippery skin.

Now I was fucking him back, grinding my pussy up and down against him, meeting his thrusts. And we were kissing desperately. And then I felt him shuddering, and throbbing inside me, and I knew I had to stop him. He was nearly cumming already.

I shut my thighs against him and pushed my hand against him.

"Stop!" I said.

"What!? No! Not now!" he whimpered, trying to thrust some more.

"Take it out! Now!" I said, sternly.

He whimpered, trying to stroke a little deeper, struggling against my resistance. I shoved him hard, and he slipped out. I shivered all over, suddenly feeling empty down there. I tingled and oozed. I wanted him back in immediately. But I knew it would all end if I let him.

He knelt above me, panting, shivering, waiting for my next offer. I stammered it out, only half whispering.

"If I turn over on my hands and knees, and let you take me from behind, would you promise to let me study quietly for a whole hour and a half?"

"Yes! Anything! I swear!"

I turned around, offering my beautiful round ass to him, and he thrust himself back into my hot and squeezing little pussy. It was an extremely tight fit, but I was even more soaked now. He was able to get it all the way in from this angle too. He thrust forward until his stomach pressed into my ass and I was absolutely, completely full of him. I screamed again, but this time I had no way to resist him, no way to close my thighs on him or block him with my hands when he thrust vigorously forward, conquering me rough and eager, dominating me like a little bitch. He even growled a little too. And that made me shiver all over.

He held my hips and started pumping me, hard and steady, thrusting himself in as far as he could get, grinding around in the depths of me with a little shudder, and then pulling all the way out, only to shove himself back in again. I reached a hand back, trying to slow him. His cock was so thick and so deep, and stretching me to a burning hot ache. But the wet pretty tickles were amplified too. I focused on them. I focused on the tingle of my nipples as my tits jostled back and forth. I focused on the jiggle of my ass. I focused on the arch of my back as I thrust backward, meeting his penetration with my girly little screams and shivers.

"Ah! Oh, God! Oh, David! Fuck, baby! It's so deep!"

He just grunted and thrust and banged me back and forth, not even trying to be gentle anymore. He fucked me like he owned me, and though it hurt a little, it was hot as hell. I began to feel a little drunk after a few minutes, just being taken like that, like my only purpose in life was to pleasure a cock so sweetly, so tight and wet and wriggling.

Then he smacked my ass, hard. And I tensed, squeezing him with all my strength, and that squeeze made everything more amazing somehow. Maybe more blood flowed into my privates. Maybe the pressure was just more intense. I don't know. But suddenly every little tickle and tingle ramped up to an explosion that shocked me with how beautiful it was. That squeeze made everything a thousand times hotter and tighter and more gorgeous.

"Uh fuck, David! Oh my guhhh..."

And when he smacked me again, I fucking came. I squeezed. Everything tingled to the point of bursting somehow, and I just sort fell into some sort of drunken swoon of ecstasy. These sweet flutters of spasming pleasure jolted through me, spreading outward from my pussy, and suddenly my whole body just went gooey and tingly everywhere. And I squeezed him so hard he slipped right out. He tried to shove it back in me, but I was cumming, and everything was too tense and tight, and way too sensitive! I just fell sideways and dropped to the floor, tingling all over like I was on some drug that had been injected into my pussy and was radiating all over my body from there.

When it was over I slowly snapped out of my daze and looked up at him. He was kneeling behind me, down by my feet, just stroking his dick with his hand, and staring in awe.

"Holy shit..." I stammered. "I just fucking came."

"Really?" He was honestly surprised.

"I'm not sure if it's because you're good at it, or you just have a really, really nice dick, but wow..."

"I never did this before. It's probably not 'cause I'm any good. I was almost gonna come myself. Lucky you stopped."

I was tingling all over, coming down from the ecstasy. I felt drunk and dizzy and silly. I wanted to giggle and writhe on the floor. My whole body was tingling. I just lay there panting. He waited patiently, staring down at me, still stroking himself.

"God, you're so fucking hot," he said.

"David," I whispered.

"Yes?" he whispered back, suddenly excited.

"I want you to cum too, but I don't want to get pregnant."

"So... ?" he prompted.

"If I let you put it in my ass, would you promise to let me study quietly for ... a hundred minutes?"

He went to the bathroom and came back with a bottle of baby oil. I took that as a yes.

I got back on my hands and knees again, and I shivered when I felt him dribble the oil onto my bottom hole. It was cold. I looked back and saw him squeezing a stream along his erection as well. He smeared it in with his hands.

I sure hope you know what you're doing, Beth, I told myself. This is gonna hurt like hell.

It didn't though. It was actually kind of nice. He was gentle and careful. He pressed the head of his dick against my ass and shoved with a gentle forward pressure until my hole opened up and let him slip inside. I flinched a little. It felt weird and ticklish. Not as ticklish as my pussy, but it was still kind of nice. I'd never done this before, and neither had he. I didn't have to tell him to go slow.

He pushed himself slowly deeper. I felt the burning stretch even more back there. But I just shut my eyes and tried to relax. He only got halfway in, but that was enough for him. He just grabbed my hips and started fucking me, not rough, not fast, just steady. I felt his dick sliding in and out of my ass. I felt myself squeezing him involuntarily. I felt his hands on my hips. I felt the carpet against my tits. I felt my cheek against the floor. I felt my body being bumped back and forth as the boy took pleasure from me, moaning and panting, almost giggling with joy now and then. I pressed my palms flat against the floor and just took it.

He fucked me in the ass, slowly and purposefully, and I took it like a champ. I was moaning like a little whore, but God, was it hot. I felt his every throb and shiver, and I squeezed him in response. My little bottom hole was tight and slippery and he plunged in and out of it, delirious with the ecstasy of its snug little grip.

He lasted nearly five minutes. But then when I reached down and started stroking my clit, I guess everything tensed up down there again more steadily, and that was all he could take.

"I promise to let you study quietly for the entire night if I can come in your face right now."

I spun around, laying on the floor beneath him. He panted heavily. He jerked faster, and when he came, he aimed his dick downward, groaning like he was dying. I opened my mouth. I closed my eyes.

I felt the hot sloppy splatters hit me, first on my cheeks, then on my tongue. Then on my chin. Then on my forehead. He covered my pretty little face with his cum and I just lay there and took it. Some got in my hair, and one stray splatter hit my neck. And then it seemed to be over. He was panting and shuddering and grunting, but no more came out of him. I closed my mouth and swallowed the bit that had landed in there. Then I opened my eyes only to realize one streak had splattered across one eye as well. So I kept that eye closed as I squinted up at him.

"How do I look?" I asked.

"Porn star hot."

"Thanks. I guess that's a good thing."

"It is. I've watched tons of porn, but I can honestly say you're a million times hotter than the sexiest woman I've ever seen on there."

"You're obviously biased," I said.

"If you could only see yourself right now..."

I pointed at a nearby table. There was a hand mirror next to my curling irons and make-up bags. He saw it and went and got it. I didn't move. I felt the cum oozing down my face.

And then I just stared at myself in the mirror, all splattered and sticky with cum. I wiped up every little dribble and slurped it off my fingers while he watched.

"So you're gonna let me study quietly now for the rest of the night. You won't make a peep? You promised."

"I swear. I will not make a peep."

"Mom and Aunt Clarissa won't be back until tomorrow morning. Be a good boy and I might give you some more later."

"I'll be good," he promised.

I got up and finished cleaning myself up. He went into the bathroom and washed himself while I did. When he came out, still naked and shiny wet, still half hard, I almost wanted to suck him off some more. But there was studying to be done. So I gathered up my clothes and books. I kissed him on the forehead and walked out, feeling achey and tingly and sticky.

"You can have the lollypop," I said.

Wouldn't you know it, though, I couldn't concentrate for the life of me. I tried to study for a whole hour, but my hands kept wandering down to stroke and caress my pussy. I was still soaking wet and tingling. I wanted to study, but my body wanted cock, dammit! The words on the page were a blur. All I could think about was David's hot pulsing manhood, the heat of it, the thickness, the sweet ache it gave me.

He looked up at me when I walked back in and stood in the doorway again, this time in a skimpy little nightie. No bra. No panties.

"Am I being too loud?" he asked, worried. I shook my head, eyeing him hungrily. He hadn't been. He was being quiet as a mouse. Good boy.

I crossed the room, knelt down, and pulled his shorts down again. And for the next half hour, he racked up his kill-death ratio, resting the controller on top of my head as I sucked sweetly and hungrily on his cock. It was a contest really. I wanted to see if I could make him lose, make him quit and just take me and fuck me. But mostly, I was just zoned in on sucking his cock. He lasted a whole half hour.

"If these fucking geeks could see me now," he said.

I just moaned as his cock slid in and out of my wet sucking mouth.

He finally dropped his controller, grabbed me lovingly by the head and erupted into my mouth with a series of shudders, spasms and grunts. I let him, not pulling off. He giggled drunkenly and shivered all over. When he was done, I slowly tugged the suction off of him. I opened my sweet little mouth and showed it to him. I wiggled my tongue. I nodded my head downward a bit and swallowed. I showed him my little pink tongue again, this time with no cum.

I woke at nine in the morning, naked and cuddling David in my bed. I had dried cum in my hair, on my tits, and all over the pillow and sheets. I was sore and aching. Even my jaw felt stiff. But I felt incredibly relaxed. We'd fucked until 5 in the morning.

He was hard again. I mounted him. He woke up smiling.

And after a hot shower and some nice brunch, I got back to the books again while David dozed happily.